"Xue Honglian, do you know who the person I hate the most in my life is? The Emperor Xiliang. Although I haven't seen it, I know that he is the most selfish and cruel person in the world."
The woman's low voice did not conceal her sadness and lowness at the moment, nor did she conceal her aversion to the current emperor.
Xue Honglian still did not speak, like a wooden stake stuck to the wall.
Accustomed to his temperament, Qianyi didn't force him to answer when he spoke, and could scold the emperor for being greedy and cold-blooded with him.
In the elder's courtyard, the elders had finished speaking, and the old eunuch walked out from the living room slowly, pacing back and forth in front of a group of women with his hands on his back, scanning each woman's face with triangular eyes.
Finally, the mouth opened and closed.
The distance was too far to hear what he said, but seeing his fingers point to everyone present, Qian Yi's face suddenly changed drastically and her figure was shaken, staring at the eunuch in disbelief.
The little hand clasped on the window sill was so hard that his finger bones turned white, almost breaking.
The shock and anger emanating from her body were too strong, Xue Honglian opened her eyes and looked at her, seeing a nearly transparent paleness on her face.
"Shameless, shameless!" Qianyi gritted his teeth and cursed, and Qian Yi's eyes flashed with crystal clear water in an instant. That old eunuch actually wanted to take all six people into the palace, not one left! "Xue Honglian, I killed them, I... I killed them!"
Qian Yi bit her lips firmly, using the pain to restrain herself and keep her sane.
She thought that if she stole the golden silkworm, the old eunuch would be able to destroy his choice this time without a medium to test her blood. Unexpectedly, without that thing, the old eunuch would actually take all six people away in order to be able to continue to do business without being punished! So there is no need to take another test. The two people with the most pure blood this year are among the six.
The remaining four people were completely affected by the innocent.
Holding on to the window sill, Qian Yi slowly squatted down, hugged herself in a ball with her hands, buried her head between her knees, her thin shoulders began to tremble slightly, and the tremor became more and more intense.
She was crying, but there was no sound.
This kind of silent cry is heartbreaking.
She was guilty, regretting.
Xue Honglian looked at it, but there was no waves in her heart.
This was originally the fate of the holy witch clan. The selection once a year is either you or her. Now there are only a few more people. What's the difference in nature
Stealing the golden silkworm of the holy blood, even if it could really destroy the old eunuch's selection this time, it would not solve any problem fundamentally. If you don't pick this time, you will pick it the same way next time. It is impossible to steal that medium every time.
This approach can't change the fate of the saint witch tribe woman.
There are only two ways to truly and completely solve the problem. Either the Shengwu clan successfully escaped from the control of the Xiliang royal family, or the Xiliang royal family will perish.
However, neither of the holy witch tribes can do these two methods.
"Let's go," he said, and at the same time he lifted his foot and walked out.
The opposing selection has been finalized, and the cat is nothing to watch here.
He didn't want to come, he was pulled out by the woman, and staying here with her for so long was already his limit.
After the man left for a while, Qianyi slowly stood up on his back, and then looked down from the window, the people in the yard opposite had already dispersed. No one is there, nothing can be seen anymore.
She just leaned against the window and stared at that position blankly, her eyes out of focus.
The saint has been selected, and all the six women will enter the palace with the eunuch. According to the usual practice, they will leave the next day. The saints who were picked after they dispersed went back to their yard and began to pack simple parcels and luggage, waiting for their departure tomorrow.
The atmosphere of the six families is almost the same, dull and depressing.
The time for the saint to enter the palace is extremely short, only one year.
In the second year, new people will join in. The saint who has been squeezed clean will be beaten into the cold palace, and spend her life in the cold palace.
The emperor's woman will not be released from the palace. If you die, you must die in the harem to avoid being contaminated by others and tarnishing the emperor’s reputation.
Every saint knows his own value and also knows his own results. Except for a few very ambitious, no one else will be happy.
Because the saint will leave the stockade where she was born and raised the next day, and she will not come back again after this trip. They will hold a bonfire party in the stockade as a routine practice. They will open in the small square in the stockade. Set it at night time.
For most of the next day, the villagers were boringly preparing the things needed for the bonfire, and the whole village seemed lifeless.
Qianyi went back to his room after returning from the bamboo building over there, and never came out since.
The same goes for Xue Honglian.
The bamboo building of the holy witch tribe has a relatively low height and poor sound insulation. There is only a layer of wooden boards between the first floor and the second floor, so any movement upstairs and downstairs can be heard clearly.
Qianyi's room is on the first floor. When shrinking in bed to vent his emotions, I can sometimes hear weird noises from the upper floors. It was just her mood that affected her to not be able to pay attention to what the people upstairs were doing.
At this time, she couldn't even face it herself, so she was not interested in taking care of other people's affairs.
Later, she fell asleep in a daze, and she didn't even know when the movement upstairs disappeared.
When Feng Qingbai and Liu Yusheng returned to the inn from the artificial lake, they were shocked when they saw the figure of Chu Zai in the room.
He stood upright in black clothes silently, and there was a chair beside him, and he didn't know how to sit down. I don't know how long he has been here.
Liu Yusheng immediately turned around and closed the door. After sitting down at the table, he followed the trend and asked the man, "How long have you been here? Did you sneak out? But what's the matter in the village, or do you have any new news?"
Xue Honglian took an object from her arms and threw it on the table, and sat down opposite the two without saying a word.
Liu Yusheng followed the trend and stared at Qingbai and realized that what Xue Honglian had thrown on the table was a mask that was as thin as a cicada's wings.
Liu Yusheng was curious to pick up the mask on the table and put it on his face. When he turned to look at Feng Qingbai, he found that Feng Qingbai's expression was unspeakable.
"Why, it's ugly?" Touching the fake face on his face, Liu Yusheng curiously took the bronze mirror from the side, and saw that the mirror reflected in the bronze mirror was clearly a man's face.
As she put on various expressions, the face in the mirror also followed her with expressions, showing the flexibility of this mask.
It is really vivid and extremely lifelike.
If you don't know the details, you don't even know that she is wearing a human skin mask on her face. Even she herself almost thought her face was like this.
"Xue Honglian, what exactly do you want to do? Why did you suddenly make such a mask?"